Chapter 13 Imprint

Hugh Croft was following Jane Fowler all this while.

He heard the argument between Jane and Peter Fowler.

He noticed the sadness in her eyes when she admired the families enjoying their time while she walked alone along the riverside.

She was like a powerful beast that hid the excruciating pain no one knew.

It was only late at night that they would hide in a corner and nurse their wound.

There was something mysterious about Jane.

Hugh found that to be captivating.

She was like the moonflower that only blooms at night.

Hugh could feel that they were of the same type of people

He had felt that from the moment he laid his eyes on her.

Now, he was sure of it.

Jane watched the man hiding in the darkness, yet the darkness surrounding him couldn’t shield the nobility and arrogance in that man.

Danger!

She could sense the extreme danger coming from the man standing before her.

Her powerful sixth sense reminded her of the danger every second she stood there.

Still, she felt a sense of familiarity coming from him.

The same feeling Hugh Croft had for her.

Why were they having such a feeling toward each other?

She had never felt like that for anyone other than the Fowlers.

“Who are you?”

Jane asked, trying her best to keep cool.

Hugh stepped out from the shadow after hearing her question.

The first thing that Jane saw on the man was the top–grade leather shoes.

Covering the long, slender leg was a pair of smooth, well–tailored suit pants.

He wasn’t wearing a coat and had only a clean blue shirt.

The blue shirt he had on blended well with the darkness he walked out from, elevating the elegance and the well–defined facial features that spells “ART.”

There was no other word to define what Hugh Croft looked like.

No words were found in the dictionary to define Hugh’s good look.

Jane felt this man might probably be the most prestigious and good–looking man she had ever seen.

He was graceful and carried an aura of nobility with him.

He spellbound even Jane.

“Hugh Croft.”

Hugh generously announced his name.

“You are Hugh Croft?”

It was a name everyone in Stormton City knew.

Hugh Croft! Was there any meaning hidden in this name?

He was the President of the D.Y. Group and the youngest person in charge of the Croft family.

Not only was he able to manage the entire D.Y Group alone, he even doubled the profit and earnings of D.Y. Group every year.

Hugh Croft’s name decorated the top ten listings of Forbes‘ List of Billionaires.

He was also the youngest President ever recorded in the Forbes‘ List of Billionaires.

The rest of the presidents on Forbes‘ list were usually in their middle–aged or above sixties.

heard

taking harsh measures. Whoever offended him would wish that they were

never doubted

someone with such nobility and

sense if he

like him

watching you from the private room on the fourth floor at

Bar.”

explained as if he’d sensed the confusion

“Okay!”

wonder Jane felt the same danger coming from his

like you following me? I’m certain your motive isn’t like

had already

exploring the escape

was not a word she had in her

idea.

before him was too

a

tell what Hugh

you a person with

question caught her

idea what

what I’m talking about. You’ve already exposed

am, too. You should have felt the sense of familiarity on

already exposed her, there was no point

what do you want, Mr.

to sign an agreement

Jane frowned slightly.

His proposal seemed familiar.

did it sound familiar to

Hugh Croft the one that announced the search for people with Omega type blood in the Darknet to have

sudden. Let

definitely

incredibly good–looking, powerful, and came

every rose has its

live freely and spend the rest of her life

Jane wanted to be in love, being with someone

her losing her life by the side of a man

she should

leave me

moment of silence enveloped

concise and

for words on how she should

number, perhaps? Or

repeated his question, thinking that Jane

not come easily out of his

were not many people with

one

like an

time he set his eyes

imprinted on

smell of her drove

it was because they

they were the same

the wound that had

“Okay!”

gave both her number and

that she did

The reason was simple.

if she kept it from

would be able to dig it

never liked pointless

through Jane’s WeChat

had a simple user name, which

The Simpsons

only had a full mark “” as his

picture was a

nothing else, I’ll

about it. Give

distance from

“Wait!”

Hugh spoke.

“Yes, Mr. Croft?”

“Your name?”

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